All the Same

"The savage in man is never quite eradicated." - Thoreau

Waves rise up and roll to the shore.

Crashing evermore.

Fallen leaves rustle around.

Spent life that once was crowned.

Seeds of tomorrow scatter about.

Amidst cries of yesterday that wail and shout.

People are talking everywhere.

Their voices carried on cells through the air.

Rain falls within me.

The poet muses, "To be, or not to be?"

Today is crying.

Spirits are dying.

Not enough souls reaching for the holy hem of the almighty's robe.

Destiny continues its march around the spinning globe.

Change goes through the agony of being born anew.

Baptizing the ground like cool morning dew.

So many strings.

Holding what tomorrow brings.

Sin dances like a puppet and goodness hides in shame.

Isn't it ...

... all the same? ...

Author's Note

"Many men go fishing all of their lives without knowing that it is not fish they are after." - Thoreau

Reviews

[Chryiss]

This is the first poem that's been accompanied by a picture and song--nice use of multimedia!
The rhymes aren't overbearing, and the different lengths vary the melodic flow. Your phrasing as well is fluid and engaging; in particular, I loved the lines from "so many lost souls" to "cool morning dew." Lastly, the ending leaves one contemplating..

[Pete]

thank you for stopping by and sharing your thoughts Chryiss. it is well appreciated ... :)

[R.J Calzonetti (Siniste..]

I loved every moment of this poem. I don't have any criticism, but the rhyme scheme and the imagery were great, as well as the rhythm. This poem is one of my favourites of yours, and on this site. The meaning is probably my favourite thing about it though. Philosophy and understanding are what makes this great poem into a stellar one. Can't wait to read the next one.